This was my Mother’s Day present. My pretty little purple teacup orchid. I love orchids and it may be one of the few plants I can actually keep alive and help flourish. My husband had gotten me another purple orchid plant about four years ago, and it was a glorious beauty. When we moved home to Oklahoma from Kentucky I left my plant in the care of my good friend, Heather, as a sign that our friendship would continue to flourish after we left. It has.
It was a Just Add Ice Orchid, meaning I literally only had to add 3 pieces of ice, one time a week and keep it in indirect sunlight, and it grew and grew. While this new one is not the same “brand”, I am hoping that adding 2ish pieces of ice a week to hydrate my little lovely will produce similar results.
As I sat gazing at my pretty present that was meant to celebrate me as a mother, I started thinking of how my plant was not the only tender thing that I was responsible for nourishing and growing with care.
I sat, almost 37 wks pregnant with my second son, looking at a portrait of our oldest son as it hung behind the orchid, and the enormous responsibility and gift of these little lives struck me with such intensity that I lost my breath for a moment.
Am I a good enough mother? Do I know enough? What if I make mistakes? What about my flaws? Can I give them what they need? Is my love enough?
Am I enough?
My gaze didn’t have to travel far from the flower to linger upon the cross nearby. And I had my answer.
No. I am not enough. But God is.
His love and grace, poured out through me is enough.
When I am weak, He will be there. When I fail, His plans will succeed. When I stumble, He will pick me up.
He will be the guide for my journey as a mother, and a light for my boys to seek and follow.
His love will be enough to nourish and grow them even when mine may fall short.
I can tenderly care for my plant by keeping it watered just right and providing the right amount of sunlight for growth. If I neglect it or accidentally leave it in the shadows it may wither.
By trusting my boys to God’s tender care, I can trust that I will know the right amount of love they need for their souls to be nourished, and the perfect place of the Son in their lives for ultimate growth.
Because God is enough.
(This will be my only post for a little while as I finish preparing for the parsonage open house during our church’s 10 yr celebration, and Kasen’s very soon impending arrival. Have a great week!)